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Bubbles rose from the test tube, and then burst with a pop, awakening the people who were sleeping in a mess.

That's an... old man in a white coat?He was very fat, but he could still see the unconcealable wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and his snow-white beard was ripped into a mess, but he could still see the traces of previous grooming.But the weirdest thing is that he has a body that doesn't match his head at all—that young, healthy body with a perfect inverted triangle should never be what an old man like him should have.

The weird old man had just woken up from a deep sleep, and his hazy eyes became sober at the moment.He turned his head to look at the instrument, and then jumped on it with a strange cry, his voice full of joy.

"Haha! It worked! I made it——!!!"

The weird old man looked at the row of hyperbolas on the instrument fascinatedly, his chubby and kindly face became distorted with extreme excitement.

"Ha! You can finally make that snotty Emerson shut his stinky mouth! Do you think you are the only one who can succeed!? Ghosts need your mercy!" Go to hell with the body plan! God-making? I am the real evolutionary god-making!"

"Ding——" The sound of the magnetic door opening interrupted the strange old man's shrill laugh. The strange old man knew who came in without turning his head, and very few people could enter his laboratory.

"Slin." It was a woman's voice. She looked at the mess in the room, and the good upbringing made the woman frown immediately. She looked away: "Are you done?"

The weird old man named Silin seemed to have not heard the woman's words, he was still looking at the instrument obsessively, reluctant to leave his eyes.

The woman was furious at being ignored. She hadn't tasted neglect for a long time, but she always hit a wall with Slim and had to endure it.Because the weird old man who looks crazy in front of him is a genius, he has won the highest scientific protoss award in the alliance three times in a row, and it was not until the appearance of the ghost Emerson that the myth of Slin was interrupted.Silin is a genius and a lunatic at the same time. His body is born with a disease, and he will gradually become paralyzed after middle age.This lunatic actually started replacing body parts in order not to become the second Stephen Hawking, who is said to be one of the ancient earth's internationally renowned greats.Numb hands and feet?Changed.Heart twitching?Changed—until now, except for that head, Slim has no part of his own.

It is such a genius and lunatic that women have to cooperate with him for the benefit of both parties.Women have also heard a little about Sling's research.Sling has been immersed in research all his life, with Emerson as his old enemy.The most cutting-edge wisdom of all human beings focuses on the subject of "evolution", and Sling and Emerson are no exception.Evolution is a process. Darwin's theory of evolution on the ancient earth is still classic today. The famous biologist explained the evolution process very well.One of the most important points of evolution is mutation. Without changes, there can be no evolution.If the direction of Emerson's research is to break the innateness, change the genetics, and make people breed stronger new human beings.Slin focused on mutation—he wanted to create a mutation that would cause the person who received the mutation to mutate, become stronger, and transform into a new human.In other words, Emerson focuses on innate mutations, while Sling focuses on acquired mutations.For Emerson, as long as a parent body is made, new humans will continue to be produced.For Sling, it seems that all human beings can be used as the substrate of the new human being.

So he is more powerful, right?Is he the one who won?Silin smiled sarcastically.Ahh, it really seems like I'll see the results of the specific experiment soon...

The woman consciously didn't bother Sling's madness anymore, she found a tidy place in the research room and sat down to wait for the old man to return to normal.Slin stared at the instrument obsessively for a long time before he was willing to lose his attention.

"Long time no see." Silin's chubby face was smiling, just looking at his current face, he was as pleasing as a Maitreya Buddha: "Recently, your astral body auction is very noisy, and it has been reported to me. This is a small laboratory. Tsk tsk, 96 grams, it’s really worth it. The Lanna family actually allows you to spend so much?"

"That's not because of the plan between you and me." The woman smiled charmingly, and she was extremely public: "As for the Lanna family... it has long been my property, isn't it? As long as there is my lovely h..."

"Shut up!" Silin suddenly went berserk and yelled frantically, "Don't mention them in front of me—!"

The old man began to throw things violently, except for the equipment being avoided, everything else was affected, and even the woman was almost hit by the beaker thrown by Sling.The woman left the research room unbearably, leaving a word before leaving.

"I'm just here to tell you that Norton Star was finally chosen as the auction location, so you have to be prepared."

Slin gasped for breath, and suddenly rushed to the instrument, looked at the double helix line on the instrument, his voice hoarse and choked.

"I didn't lose... I didn't lose... I didn't receive the gift from that guy... I did all of this..." Crazy filled Silin's eyes, and he smiled sharply: "Come on—— Let the world test, who is the winner!"

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The fat man sat in a daze in the garden, a luxury such as a garden could only exist in the third district or above.All the plants below the fifth district are artificial plants, and the seventh district does not even have such creatures as plants.

The blond deacon dutifully brought the afternoon tea and desserts, and fluently and vividly introduced these exquisite foods that Fatty had never heard of or seen before.The fat man could only stare blankly at Arrogance, and at the smiling face of his fourth child—it seemed that he had been wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses like this since the first time he saw Arrogance until now, unchanged for thousands of years. Squinting and smiling.No matter how stupid things Fatty did to let the arrogant deal with the aftermath, no matter how unreasonable requests Fatty made, the arrogance of the deacon was always smiling, which made people involuntarily relax and develop a good impression.Fatty always wonders if the squinted eyes under the glasses are really smiling the same as the outside?

Noticing Fatty's gaze, Arrogant leaned down slightly, and leaned closer to his face: "Father, do you have any orders?"

The fat man who woke up shook his head quickly, then grabbed the food in front of him and started to eat.

How could there be?Since the appearance of his fourth child, he has been following him as a deacon, taking care of everything about him.The fat man didn't have to think about anything, he didn't have to do anything, the clothes were naturally put on by arrogantly serving him, and the food was naturally served arrogantly and thoughtfully.No matter what he thinks, no matter what needs he has, the blond deacon will fulfill it for him at the first moment, and even arrange it for him in advance.This feeling of being seen through, this feeling of being cared for meticulously made the fat man shudder.The fat man was terrified, even terrified. Once he got used to this feeling of being cared for, once he relied on this kind of service—when he was abandoned, he couldn't live at all.

The more the fat man thought about it, the more pessimistic he became, and he gnawed on the cake in his hand almost venting.Arrogant didn't care about the fat man's vulgar actions at all, and thoughtfully sent a handkerchief to his father to wipe away the crumbs of the cake.

——Is this their purpose?He was fed by them, more and more dependent on them, more and more unable to leave them.

……very scary.

The fat man shivered and stopped eating.He couldn't go on like this, he had to find something to do for himself.

"Father?"

"Arrogance, arrogance," the fat man plucked up his courage tremblingly, raised his head, and tried hard not to look so pitiful in his eyes.

"I...I want to go back to District Seven."